Xiao Sui slept for a long time before he woke up.

By this time, it was already dark, and the food on the table was already the third table made in the kitchen.

"Hmm...... It smells so good! ”

Before the little girl could fully open her eyes, she smelled the aroma of the food.

Zhu Xiuxiu and Huo Xing'er, who were guarding her, couldn't help laughing.

"That's right, this is still our family's snack goods, and my eyes haven't opened yet, so I smell the food."

Zhu Xiuxiu reached out and pinched her little nose and said with a chuckle.

Huo Xing'er brought her a coat to put on, brought water for her to wash her hands and face, and then went to the table to eat.

"Ahh It smells so good! I have eaten this braised lion's head in the palace, and there is no such fragrance! ”

Xiao Sui Sui commented on the aroma of the meal while eating.

Zhu Xiuxiu heard this, "What about other meals?" What do you think is the specialty? ”

She gave Xiao Sui a copy of everything and let her taste it.

Xiao Sui nodded and said it was delicious.

Zhu Xiuxiu silently wrote it down.

The shopkeeper was called to Zhu Xiuxiu's room.

The old shopkeeper asked a little tremblingly, "Mrs. Dongjia, you are looking for the little old man, but what is there in our inn that is not well taken care of, you can also ask for instructions, and the little old man will rectify it!" ”

Zhu Xiuxiu is very helpless, where is there anything she is not satisfied with?

She was so satisfied.

"That's not true, I just came to you to ask, is it the same person who cooks for our little ancestor today?"

The old shopkeeper was stunned at first when he heard this, and he didn't understand what Zhu Xiuxiu meant for a while.

"I mean, the last time we were in the house today, but the same person made it?"

"Oh! Naturally, this Lu Lao Spoon is a homeless man, last winter, he was hungry for several days and fainted at the door of our inn, his subordinates were soft-hearted, so he got people back, fed some rice soup to wake up, and it happened that the chef in the store was angry and refused to do it, so he recommended himself and said that he would order stir-fried kung fu, so I stayed. ”

The old shopkeeper was afraid that there was something wrong with the old spoon, so he babbled and told the bottom of the person.

"Ma'am, but what's wrong with this meal?"

With that, he asked again.

Zhu Xiuxiu shook her head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that our little ancestor eats the dishes he cooks and feels more fragrant than the cooks in the palace, so you let Na Lu ...... Lu ......"

"Big Spoon Lu!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly answered.

"That's right! It's that Lu Dasco, you ask him to prepare, and go back to Beijing with us tomorrow! ”

The whole person of the shopkeeper was stunned, and the reason why the inn's business has been thriving in the past year is not without reason.

"This ...... Madam...... This...... Why is that? ”

"Am I not clear enough?

My little ancestor likes the food he makes, and I plan to take him back to Beijing, and he will be in charge of my little ancestor's food in the future. ”

Old shopkeeper: "......"

Early the next morning, the two carriages in the northbound convoy were originally empty because Zhu Xiuxiu and Huo Xing'er liked to nest in the young carriage, because Zhu Xiuxiu wanted to take Lu Dasco back to Beijing, so Lu Dascoo, who was a cook, was given a seat.

Everyone set off, just out of the north gate of Huocheng, a fast horse towards the north to the south, the person on the back of the horse held a small flag in his hand, and shouted "Eight hundred miles urgent...... Eight hundred miles expedited ......"

When the people heard this shout, their faces changed suddenly.

The national teacher stepped forward and stopped the fast horse!